The Encounter

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"Kamri!"
Yep, it's Braidy. As almost everyone else heard him and looked at me, I got up and walked over to him. I pulled him aside, so I could talk to him.
"Hey! I've been meaning to talk to you."
"Yeah. I know. I've been there every time."
"Not yesterday. You were at a friend's house."
"No. I was there. In the car."
"What?" he screams.
"Be quiet," I respond, in a serious tone.

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